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ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ✩‧ Masterlist

(Last updated: 6/1/2023)

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One shots ( ♡₊˚ = personal favorites) ✧˖ °

˙⊹French Invasion Tactics (Yandere Spy) ( ♡₊˚)

(Content Warnings: dubcon/coercion, Touch starved reader, yandere, hand kink, manipulation, possessive behavior, outdoor sex (graveyard sex), fingering, heresy/blasphemy, slightly rough, toxic relationship, AFAB reader, bad ending/angst)

˙⊹ Keep Your Friends Close (Heavy and Medic!Poly)

Content Warnings: AFAB reader, smut, three way, oral (female receiving), first time, size difference, slight intoxication, dubcon (nothing too intense, but for the sake of intoxication/slight coercion), heavymedic sandwich.

˙⊹ Look Ma No Hands! (Yandere Scout)

Content Warnings:  afab reader, dubcon, forced intimacy, oral (female receiving, scout is kinda weird about feet for a moment i guess?, biting, kidnapping, yandere, toxic relationship

˙⊹ Fingertips (Dark Medic)  ( ♡₊˚)

Content Warnings: Dark!Medic, HARD noncon, forced intimacy/orgasm, AFAB reader/ female gendered terms, misogyny kink, corruption, toxic relationship dynamic, possessive behavior, rough, virgin breaking, medical misogyny (and slight infantilization)

˙⊹ Safe and Sound (Yandere Spy)

Content Warnings: yandere, mind break, Stockholm Syndrome, servant/master dynamics, denial/edging, sexual massage, possessive behavior

˙⊹ John 1:9 (Yandere Medic)  ( ♡₊˚)

Content Warnings: Heirophilia, priest kink, guilt tripping, BLASPHEMY, yandere, mind break, blood, needles (Or whatever the hell you want to call the vita saw), abuse of power, handjob

˙⊹ Nuthin’ Personal (Dark Heavy, Engie and Sniper)  ( ♡₊˚)

Content warnings: noncon, three way, Dark!Characterization, humiliation, oral (male receiving), choking, knives, blood, punishment, double penetration, spit, groping, jarate used for SPITE, bad ending

˙⊹ S’nowhere to Go (Yandere Heavy)

Content Warnings: hurt/comfort, forced intimacy, dubcon, yandere, canon divergence, thigh ridding, unhealthy relationship, handjob

˙⊹ Cruelest (Classic Heavy)  ( ♡₊˚)

Content Warnings: Dubcon, abuse of power, oral (male and female receiving), size kink, shaming, edging, BAD ENDING, rough

˙⊹ Big Slugger Pt. I (Yandere Scout)

Content warnings: yandere, gunplay (obvi), blowjob, bloodplay (?), humiliation, noncon, B*stonian Male 

˙⊹ Big Slugger Pt.II (Yandere Scout)

Content Warnings:  dubcon, alcohol,  yandere, forced relationship gunplay, humiliation  

˙⊹ Laid to Rest (Yandere Spy)

Content Warnings: hurt/comfort, yandere, forced intimacy, depression, unhealthy relationship dynamics, angst

˙⊹ Call me Little Fraulein (Yandere Medic)

Content Warnings: Praise kink, voice kink, sensory deprivation, abuse of power, oral (female receiving), misuse of medical equipment

˙⊹ A Rainbow Named Pain (Yandere Pyro)

Content warnings: Noncon, yandere, rough, blood

˙⊹ A Wrench to Grind (Dark Engineer)  ( ♡₊˚)

Content Warnings: Noncon, mating press, misogyny (AFAB Reader), slapping, choking, rough, bad ending, Engie straight up uses reader's mouth as an ashtray...

˙⊹ Nocturnal Intrusion (Yandere Junkrat)

Content warnings: non-con, degradation, humiliation, rough play, break-in

Headcanons  ✧˖ °

˙⊹ Scout, Sniper and Scout as vampires with a vampire hunter Reader  ( ♡₊˚)

˙⊹ Demo, Engie, Heavy and Medic as vampires with a vampire hunter Reader  ( ♡₊˚)

˙⊹ Heavy getting lead on by Reader with a size kink

˙⊹ Scout, Soldier, Demo and Engie getting bootycalled while away from home on business

˙⊹ Yandere Mercs ranked most to least likely to try and babytrap their obsession

˙⊹ Yandere Medic NSFW Alphabet

˙⊹ Fearplay with Yandere Scout

˙⊹ Villian!Tenya Iida Headcanons

˙⊹ Caretaker Medic Headcanons  ( ♡₊˚)

˙⊹ Yandere Eddie Gluskin and William Afton pervert headcanons

˙⊹ Scout NSFW Alphabet

˙⊹ Emperor, Tower, Devil and Moon tarot card asks for Yandere Scout

˙⊹ Judgement and Death tarot card asks for Yandere Spy, Sniper and Engineer

˙⊹ Devil Tarot card ask for Yandere Medic

˙⊹ Fool, Hanged Man and Magician tarot card ask for Yandere Medic

˙⊹ Sun, Fool, Hierophant and Wheel of fortune tarot card ask for Demo

˙⊹ Hanged man, High priestess and the magician for yandere Administrator

˙⊹ Medic and Engie (separate) with an obsession who managed to run away  ( ♡₊˚)

˙⊹ Medic, Sniper and Spy with a kidnapped obsession who develops Stockholm syndrome  ( ♡₊˚)

˙⊹ Engie with a rival engineer reader  ( ♡₊˚)

˙⊹ The Shape, The Artist, The Clown, The Mastermind and The Doctor with somnophilia

˙⊹ Heavy Yandere Alphabet

˙⊹ Yandere Sniper NSFW Alphabet

˙⊹ The Doctor, the Wraith and the Deathslinger with an altruistic survivor

˙⊹ The Mastermind, the Oni and Huntress with an altruistic survivor

˙⊹ Yandere Engineer NSFW Alphabet

˙⊹ Yandere Merc’s love languages

˙⊹ Yandere Spy NSFW Alphabet

˙⊹ Medic yandere alphabet

Drabbles  ✧˖ °

˙⊹ Traveling Priest Engie drabble (credit to the OG concept of traveling priest engie to the most treasured and beloved @fatgumsurpremacy-remastered​ !!)

˙⊹ Emesis Blue Engie NSFW imagine (tw: implied noncon, breeding, revenge sex)

˙⊹ Cursed Yandere Administrator Drabbles (tw: drugging, noncon, modern day, red room)

˙⊹ The Monster Mash AU

˙⊹ Heavy, Demo, and Spy tucking you into bed

˙⊹ Sniper with a musically inclined s/o

˙⊹ Random noncon drabble

˙⊹ Random Yandere Spy Drabble

˙⊹ a few little tips for writing Spy

˙⊹ analyzing the “Corrupt Barging” trope

˙⊹ Drabble inspired by A Wrench to Grind

˙⊹ Horny rambling about yandere Medic and Engie

˙⊹ Sniper and Medic with cute aggression

Misc. Posts/Personal Favorite Non-writing Posts  ✧˖ °

˙⊹ My Freudian personality test results

˙⊹ How I think I could defeat the Mercs in battle

˙⊹ Live posting watching Emesis Blue

˙⊹ Eras on Tumblr I could give hour long TedTalks about

˙⊹ Ranking the Mercs from Ugliest to Hottest

˙⊹ Some AWESOME Yandere Engie fanart made by the talented and wise @officiallyai​

˙⊹ idk this post always makes me laugh for some reason

˙⊹ My top kinks

˙⊹ my BDSM test results

˙⊹Medic with Sharp Teeth

˙⊹ Satyr Demo

˙⊹ cringefail selfship art

˙⊹ the most BRUTAL anon i’ve ever gotten

[ekwolfwood]

gotta psych myself up to post a ko-fi link over on insta for a rollator, just to see if i can get ANY help getting this thing

its become a need, not a want and if i want to attend anything fun next year i have to bite the bullet and drop $1000 that will kill my entire savings on this thing (i'm too weak for a regular one, APPARENTLY)

im tired and in constant pain and can't stand in my own kitchen for any length of time without crying and i just dont wanna be here anymore.

[juniper-sunny]

Finished a big drawing today for “The Art in the Heart”, it’s probably one of my more ambitious pieces in a while hehe :3c it’s gotten me reinvigorated about playing in this sandbox that I love so much, even if I can’t post it anytime soon because spoilers :P

Hope to start updating new chapters on the 13th!

[lorelune]

i will be redoing my theme i WILL do this!!!

[himbohotel]

FYI your muses page is super broken!

I :) love :) this :) functioning :) website :) :) :)

Thank you, anon. I'm gonna sob about it and trying to fix it??

[sealed-valkyria]

Guys, I must confess... I like Banks x Doc, but their relationship would be unhealthy. This is the most direct way I can show how it would go.

I personally believe that if Banks found out about romance (I headcanon that romance is a bit of a foreign concept in Nevada), he'd be all over that. He'd love being in love, and would be smitten if he ever was in love (though very shy). In comparison to Hank (yes I am pulling a Doc here by comparing Banks to Hank), I think Hank would be fine with dating, but he’d also be fine without it too. He doesn't show his affection much and isn’t actively seeking it. Banks, otherwise, would be like this:

Meanwhile, I feel like Doc would not have a lot of interest in that kind of stuff. He's more focused on his job and doing what he needs to do, as well as investigating and poking into the world around him. However, being that Banks is his housekeeper and a useful Wimbleton, he'd have a chance to hold this kind of romantic loyalty over Banks's head. If Banks feels like Doc is being too distant, Doc could just draw him back in with some extra affection. Banks would get head over heels for him again.

Also, Doc would want to entertain Banks with the idea, finding it funny.

Should I upload some of my other doodles of this?

[storm-angel989]

The last request I asked for was absolutely amazing, I loved it! I’ve been into reading sickfics recently and I’d love to see how valentino and reader’s daughter would be taken care of when she has a stomach bug

Hi there!

Enjoy! I love writing these sweet little fics! Dad Val is literally my favorite!

<3 Mandy

Valentino knew that look.

The scrunched up face, hand on tummy “Daddy I don’t feel so good,” look that was inevitably followed by projectile vomiting. 

He swore, sometimes kids were worse than drunk adults. At least sometimes they had the witherwell to go to the bathroom, rather than force him to pull her as quickly as he could to the toilet.

“Oh bebita,” he sighed as he held back her hair. “Something didn’t sit right in your tummy did it?” He could feel the heat radiating off of her little body and with his one free hand, texted Vox. 

She started to sniffle and Valentino gently rubbed her back. His heart ached for his little girl.

“No no, don’t cry, I know your tummy hurts, but crying will only make things worse,” he said as soothingly as he could. 

Instead she doubled over again.

“Want Mommy,” she whined. “Papi, I want Mommy.”

“Mommy isn’t here mi amore,” he replied patiently as he carefully wiped her face. He reached over and rummaged around in the vanity drawer before coming up with the thermometer. He pressed it to her ear and pulled away when it beeped. He sighed at the number- 103.2. Way too high for his liking. 

Her whimpers turned to tears and he gently held her to his chest as he sat cross legged on the floor with her. She hiccuped again and he positioned her right back to the toilet. 

“Hey, you guys okay?” Vox asked as he pushed open the bathroom door. “Oh no, what’s wrong with the baby?” 

“She feels warm and she’s throwing up, reader is out of town and…Vox can you…” Valentino sighed unhappily. “Can you get me a cool wash cloth for her and call the pediatrician? Just put him on speakerphone.” 

Vox looked ever so slightly amused but dialed the memorized number as he damped a washcloth. Valentino carefully held it against his daughter’s forehead as he explained her symptoms to the doctor. A quick diagnosis of the stomach bug and suggestions for pedialyte and children's tylenol. Ice chips and popsicles. Crackers when she decided she was hungry. Vox hung up the phone and looked at Valentino.

“You heard the doc, it's going around. Rest, lots of fluids as she’ll tolerate them.” Vox turned to the sink and quickly filled a dixie cup with water. “Just have her sip on this for now.”

Valentino gave him a look.  “Vox, I’m not going to sit here and let this fever fester. Or let her keep getting sick. Go downstairs, tell the nurse I need a pediatric IV and…”

“Oh fuck no. Sorry Val, but I’m not letting you stick a needle into her. Adults are one thing, she’s too little,” Vox replied firmly. “And no offense, but your wife would be livid if you ignored the doctors advice and did fuck all. Besides, she’s got to get it all out of her system.”

“Language,” Valentino grumbled. But he knew Vox was right. He made a mental note to take a few courses on pediatric care. Just so Vox wouldn’t be right next time. 

“Listen, I’ll run to the store right now and get everything, it will be faster than waiting for housekeeping.” Vox continued. “And I’ll let Vel know too.”

“Can you try to get a message to my wife?” Valentino asked. “Fuck whatever she’s doing, I…”

“Language,” Vox teased gently. “But I can try. I make no promises though. She’s…”

“Busy, I know,” Valentino grumbled. 

Five hours later, the sickness seemed to be dissipating. It had been a solid twenty minutes between that moment and the last time she threw up. Valentino leaned over to the bathtub and turned on the cool water as he held his exhausted child. 

“Daddy? My belly hurts, and I’m thirsty,” she whined softly. 

He carefully poured the smallest amount from the bottle of pedialyte into cup. “Just a sip. Little sip.” 

To his relief, she did as she was told. Carefully, he lifted her up and went to set her in the bathtub. 

“No, Daddy!” She clinged to him tightly. “No!”

“Baby, I can’t give you more medication, and we have to get that fever down,” he told her patiently.

She clung to him tighter and sighed. Fine, if she wouldn’t get in by herself, he’d get in with her. He removed his phone and keys from his pocket and dropped them on the floor next to the bathtub. Carefully, he stepped into the water and slowly sank down into the tub, clothes be damned. 

She clung to him at first, but as the cool water soothed her skin she relaxed her grip. 

“Better?” Valentino asked. 

She nodded and let herself sink into the cool water. Valentino carefully took a cup full and poured it over her shoulders. After a few moments, he pressed his hand to her forehead. Good. Cooler now.

“Hey, how are we doin…oh, we’re at that point, huh?” Velvette asked as she surveyed the scene. “Not for nothing, Valentino but if you had told me that at any point you’d be in a bathtub in jeans…”

“Not. Not now Vel,” Valentino grumbled. “Can you grab the thermometer for me?” 

“Yeah yeah, let me,” Velvette replied as she picked up the thermometer. “Babygirl, tilt your head for Auntie.” 

To Valentino’s relief, she complied. As soon as it was off of her ear, she cuddled into Valentino and shivered. He wrapped his arms around her  Velvette looked at the number when it flashed.

“99.6,” she announced.

Valentino sighed, “alright, that’s better. She puked up the tylenol I tried to give her an hour ago…and I can’t give her more for another three, but I think we can get her into dry pjs and into bed.”

“I think so too. You dry her off, I’ll go get the both of you clean pjs,” Velvette said as she turned and walked out the door. 

Carefully, Valentino lifted his daughter back into his arms and stood up, letting the water drip from them both. He stepped out of the tub and, ignoring his own sopping wet outfit, quickly took her wet clothes off, wrapped her in a pink bath towel and set her on the counter. He grabbed a second towel and set to work towel drying her hair.  

“You look sleepy baby,” he cooed softly. “Papi’s going to get you into your jammies and then bedtime, okay?” 

She nodded sleepily and when Velvette came back, he quickly tugged the t-shirt over her head, and dressed her in a pair of pajama pants. 

“Val, I’ll take her to bed, you take a second and dry off,” Velvette said as she reached for the little girl. 

“No! Auntie, want Daddy!” She cried and reached for Valentino. 

“No no, don’t cry, you’ll make yourself sick again,” Valentino said quickly. “Go to bed with Auntie and count to twenty, and by the time you’re almost done I’ll be back out and in bed with you, okay?” 

She sniffled and buried her head into Velvette’s neck. Velvette quickly closed the door and Valentino made fast work of stripping off his sopping wet clothes and shoving himself into his favorite red and black plaid pajama shorts and a black t-shirt. 

“See! Told you Daddy would be back before we reached twenty!” Velvette sang as she sat on the bed. 

Valentino walked over and opened his arms. His little girl crawled against his chest and the second her head laid over his heart, she fell asleep.

“You’re lucky she can’t count,” Velvette said as she perched on the side of the bed. “Anything I can get you Val? Water? Food?”

“Just my phone, and maybe a cup of coffee, I’m going to try to stay up…”

Velvette shook her head. “Sleep when the baby sleeps. Trust me, you’ll know if she gets sick again. She’s safe in your arms, Val. You’re a good dad.” She reached over and squeezed his arm affectionately before hopping off the bed. 

By the time Velvette returned with water, snacks and his phone, Valentino was fast asleep with his daughter curled up on his chest. Velvette smiled and pulled the blanket up over his lap, quietly deposited the items on the nightstand and carefully closed the door behind her.

[hanihazeljade]

Planning is Essential

Time Travel Tim

Tim time-travel back when he is seven years old. Way back before he 'died', before Bruce 'died', and before Jason Todd died.

He will make it right.

Tim woke up, with slight headache and he cannot pinpoint exactly how and why he got the headache. It can be because of endless nights without sleeping or it can be because he forgot his meds or it can also be one of his dearest "brothers" punched him. The reason is limitless and he can't really blame anyone at this point.

There was a knock on his door, "Timothy? Dinner is ready." A old woman's voice made him jerked his body. That voice is very familiar to him. It was the voice that he more often heard than his parent's, it was Mrs. Mac's voice, the housekeeper. But how could it be? Mrs. Mac was already resigned as the housekeeper after his father died. And that is when he finally looked around his surroundings. The barren white childhood bedroom of his is something that he rather forget and never wanted to revisited.

The room is far bigger than what he remember, but looking around and saw at his desk the unfinished homework he got and the black-screened laptop in his desk that shows his reflection. He was younger. This could be a de-aging case or even just a mind manipulation case. But he knows deep down it is not. He had travelled back in time. And it is fine, Bruce and the others will find him here, right?

Before he check anything more, he washed himself and go down, it will be a mess if he will be the cause of delay if his parents are here. He rather be clueless than to go through another rant of his parents on why you shouldn't waste anybody's time. The Drakes are nothing but a bunch of perfectionist narcissist and he is one of them, obviously. He doesn't have any prior information if his parents are here or not but better be safe than sorry.

The moment he got down the long winding staircase of his childhood house, he can see that his parent's weren't there and he sighed in relief. He love his parents but sometimes they can be too perfectionist, even for him that worked with the most perfectionist person (Batman), when it comes to time to time. After all, he can still felt the lingering warning touches of his mom and dad back when he was older.

He ate his dinner in silence and he went back to his room. Mrs. Mac already left and he was left alone once again in his huge house.

It felt nostalgic, the bad type of nostalgia. This is the room that made him who he was, who Timothy Jackson Drake was. The room that almost look like a psych ward and the eerie vibes it gave off. Timothy sighed, he needs to acquire how far he was taken back. It seems like he will pull an all-nighter for such a young age.

Pulling an all-nighter was normally was an usual thing for him. He feel like he was hit by a truck but nonetheless, he feels fine. But now? He was hit by a truck, got tossed to flames and having a speaker blasting to his head. Thank whatever the heck pulling through this Earth that today is Saturday, meaning no school and no Mrs. Mac, so therefore, he thought that he deserve to have some sleep because he is gonna collapse once he stand up in his bed.

After taking such a nice nap, a 6-hour nap, he look at his google doc of everything he knew. He is seven, at Bristol Grade School, taking a year ahead of his peers and way, way too young to know that Bruce Wayne is Batman and Dick Grayson is still Robin.

His parents are in Cyprus, digging the Enkomi and leaving behind black card that was name after him. His black card has a limit, he found that one out after his dad died and he has the access to their bank book. The limit was 500 grand. It was a big money for a seven-year old but it was one ways of his parent shows their love and care for him. He always used that black card for his necessities and some accessories to his skateboard and he never got any word from it, so he assume that it was fine as long as he is not splurging on dumb stuffs or illegal stuffs.

His parents are absent at best and negligent at worst, but he already live for years without them and he was just glad that they are still alive, and it was what daunt to him. His parents are gonna die and it was something inevitable. Because his parents would not heed to his request not to go to that specific dig and in the end they are still gonna die.

So, first, he need to make that Uncle Eddie will be more believable and wouldn't get the jig up after two weeks. Second, he needs to make a separate a bank account, which with his prior knowledge from back before, is easy. Third, he needs to do his homework because he was behind.

[maximwtf]

“Taking a break, or two.”

Thoma x Reader

Words: 1970

Google Docs Pages: 3

Warnings: adhd having reader implied but not mentioned directly, emotional hurt/comfort, mostly platonic but if you squint it’s implied yall live together

Opening: You’re cleaning with Thoma, but your attention keeps jumping to anything else but the task at hand. After a few light hearted jokes, it really dawns on you how useless you must seem to him. But was that how he saw the situation though..?

AN// Gn reader! Hehe, sorry I disappeared for a while. Literally haven’t been doing anything for weeks, ultimate adhd coma. Maybe making this one self indulgent, but we’re not gonna tell anyone about that now are we :D. First time writing for him so still practising :) (Ironic that this took me ages to write because I can’t focus for the life of me xddd)

“Taking a break, or two.”

Thoma had invited you to come and clean around the Komore teahouse with him. Not that he desperately needed help, especially not you flailing around while he tried to get things done. But perhaps it was your company he needed more than the actual help. So you had agreed to tagging along. 

The sound of Thoma placing something on the table in front of you brought you back from your thoughts. “Housekeeping is something I usually do alone, haha. But I’ll try my best to explain what to do.” He laughed lightly, yet voice still confident. He wasn’t doubting his skills in teaching you, if you happened to need help with anything. “But this should be a simple task either way. Just remember to use this product when cleaning the tabletop. It’s not so strong that it would ruin the shiny coating it has, unlike some other products. Hm, simple?” He smiled, eyes raising back to your form on the other side of the table. One product and one task, can’t be hard. “Yeah! You go and take care of the other tasks. Don’t you even worry about this.” You smiled at the end, repaying his former one. And with that, he was off to get some of the other tasks done. 

You sprayed some of the product onto the table, folding the cloth that’d been next to the bottle neatly. Save the clean side of it for drying the surface at the end. But to your misfortune, after barely having started, a noise disturbs your work. A pair of close by neighbours had stopped by outside and started to chat. The noise from the conversation reached inside the teahouse, catching your full attention and pausing any attempt of cleaning the table. Even with the bits and pieces you were able to hear, you could catch up on them talking about the weather today. Which reminded you, you were all out of tea. 

The men outside had mentioned something about rain, which you remember hearing about as well. It was supposed to start raining later tonight, lasting all the way to the early morning hours. This meant if you wanted tea tomorrow morning, you'd have to make it to the shops before dark. But since you were occupied now, that would take most of your time for this evening. Which then meant you had to think of the fastest route possible to the stalls if you didn’t want to be drenched by the time you got back home. Well, of all the options, Thoma would be the one likely least happy with that outcome. 

But after some time, you were successful in charting the best possible route which shouldn’t take too long. But this thinking session had completely paralysed you, and only the comment from Thoma brought you back to the present. “Excuse me, you over there. Focus please!” A soft chuckle escaped him right after, before he went back to what he’d been doing previously. You shook your head slightly, taking a more firm hold of the cloth in your hand. “Ah, sorry!” And with that you got back to cleaning the table, a crumb of guilt weighing in on your chest after. But doing your best to avoid it and to shine the tabletop. 

After cleaning the table Thoma had asked you to bring a cleaned tea set to the cupboard while he went outside to water a few plants and flowers. An easy task, again. And something that shouldn’t take you ages to do either. Your eyes followed Thoma keenly before he disappeared out the door. You wanted to get up and take the tea set away, but it was as if your seat was pulling you back. But what harm could a small break do? Thoma wouldn’t even make it back before you were done, so you had plenty of time to sit for a moment. Your eyes landed on the pristine tea set, a very fancy one at that. It reminded you of a client who’d passed by earlier and told you about a cup they’d broken by accident. You’d thought of telling Thoma about it earlier but had forgotten because of the list of other things you had undone. A sigh escaped your lips. The next time you saw him, you’d make sure to quickly point it out, if he didn’t already know. 

Your train of thought was interrupted by Thoma walking back in. The tea set sat gracefully on the side of the table, not having moved an inch. You took a quick breath, eyes moving up to Thoma before swiftly standing up. You were about to apologise again but he was able to interrupt you with a light hum mixed with a chuckle. He didn’t seem angry with you, but that didn’t make you feel any better. Not after you watched him take the tea set and bring it to the cupboard himself. If you hadn’t felt useless before, you did now. But maybe if you tried a little harder with the next task, to get at the very least something done instead of having Thoma help you with it. 

You helped him with some minor tasks to get something done, handing him items when he needed them. Nothing he couldn’t have done himself, but it made you feel somewhat useful. 

“Hey, we still have these sets to organise and shelf. Then we’re all done!” Thoma said, catching your attention swiftly in the otherwise rather silent space. You give him a nod and forced a smile to flash at him. “We got it!” You chime before he gave you a cheerful nod and disappeared behind the front desk for a moment. A doubtful sigh escaped your lips before feeling the need to escape for a moment. The feeling of guilt from earlier hadn’t gone anywhere and after following Thoma around like a clueless puppy for the rest of the evening, you didn’t really feel up for much. 

The pressure of knowing he’d return soon from around the corner finally made you crack just enough to slip outside. You walked slowly to the seats outside, sitting down against the wall of the house. Rays of the setting sun hit the very edges of the terrace still, but they didn’t provide any warmth for you. The seat you’d chosen happened to be in the shade, it felt the most peaceful. As if it was the most out of sight spot you could have found to sit with your feelings. 

You leaned your head back, eyes closed to enjoy the fresh air. It felt awful to know Thoma could see how useless you could get, and also know that he wouldn’t have the heart to actually tell you if it bothered him. And it wasn’t like you behaved like that on purpose either, you did honestly try to complete the tasks you said you would. But some days just happened to be like this. At times you feared he’d stop asking you to come along to do things or stop asking for help if you kept disappointing him. Or at least what felt like disappointing him. Especially when this always happened when you were asked to do something, no matter how nicely he asked. 

Some time passed and with it the sun kept slowly setting, last bits of golden light hitting the leaves of nearby trees. It didn’t take long for a certain someone to find you. The sound of his shoes hitting the wooden deck of the terrace echoed lightly, his steps slowing down as he came closer. “Now where did you disappear off to?” He asked before taking a step closer, squatting to your level. “And how come you’re sitting here all alone?” More questions thrown at you, the latter more of an indirect request to join you. “Just taking a break”, you replied with a slight cringe at the end. Who were you to take a break after not doing anything? “Haha, well I wouldn’t have minded joining. May I?” He finally asks, to which you reply with a nod. “Ah, I wasn’t planning on staying for long.” As if you felt like you had any control over the lengths of your breaks when the overwhelming feeling of guilt weighed you down like a boulder. 

A subtle silence fell over the two of you after Thoma settled down next to you. There was a light breeze in the air but it wasn’t cold enough to chase either of you back into the house. Thoma took a breath, though it took him a moment to actually say anything. “Is…everything okay?” He asked, eyes keenly looking at you but not demanding any sort of eye contact. You looked at his lap, not finding the courage to answer his question truthfully while looking at him. “Do you ever think I’m…useless? Or lazy?” You ended up asking instead of answering his initial question. You had just enough time to cast him a look to see the lost expression on his face, eyes a little widened. “No, of course not. Do I have a reason to?” He asks, now more keenly looking at you. Like he felt the need to thoroughly figure this out. “What is this about?” Thoma asked, his brows ever so slightly furrowed in worry. “Well…” You started but had to stop and sigh before rewording your thoughts. “Were you displeased with me today? At any point, did you feel I was just..useless?” And maybe that was just the same question as before, just reworded. But he didn’t fall for this one either, maybe he was being honest…”No, no? I asked you to join me today, I’d never demand anything of you.” He said, the muscles on his shoulders easing out a little as he began to put the pieces together in his mind. “But you said- To pay attention-” You tried to start again but this time he interrupted you. “No, no! I meant nothing with it, honest.” The poor man looked almost frightened at the fact that you even dared to think that way. “Listen, you were a lot of help today. The amount of work you did or didn’t do did not take away from the company you provided. I know how you handle tasks.” He smiled, calming himself at the same time. 

You stared at him blankly for a moment before pouting. “I’m sorry I assumed you- would have thought that way.” You were able to mumble before being brought into a hug. He chuckled lightly, ruffling the back of your head slightly. “Haha, that’s enough. There was no harm done.” He said, pulling back a little. You stared at him for a moment before he asked if you were going to be okay. You both knew the answer was yes but a simple nod never hurt anyone. 

“Maybe we should end the chores for today, hm?” Thoma offered and you took up on it almost immediately. The release from the last tasks eased something in you, allowing you to pay attention to the weather. It was rather late in the evening, but the rain hadn’t seemed to arrive yet. A few dark clouds in the distance, but it would be a while before they’d reach the teahouse. You’d still have time to get the tea if you left now. 

Turning to Thoma you asked if he’d be willing to tag along, if he wanted to. Mostly because you still felt like you had ruined a part of today’s hangout by being so absent, even if he’d deny that. “Of course, come on. I can brew us some when we get home.” Thoma flashed you a gentle smile before standing up and offering you a hand, which you took. And held for most of the walk to the stalls. 

[poppyandzena]

ATTENTION

To get the housekeeping out of the way, I am not affiliated with Zena & Poppy and their social media accounts. I have never been personally victimized by either party as of writing this. I have never had a personal relationship with them.

This blog is for recordkeeping and accountability. Everything on here is considered alleged. As the circumstances surrounding Zena & Poppy become more dire and there is a higher risk of emotional or reputational injury towards victims, I may have to withhold/redact information posted onto here. Bear in mind that I have privately monitored and archived public posts relevant to Zena & Poppy’s conduct. While light can be the best disinfectant against problematic people, the comfort and safety of the victims take precedence.

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Below is a drive of screenshotted public posts from Zena & Poppy’s accounts. It is not complete but has infrequent updates depending on how safe it is for the victims involved in the posts. I am also providing very helpful links to give more context. My posts are tagged with the people involved for your convenience.

Thank you,

Heloise 🧡

GOOGLE DRIVE OF SCREENSHOTS (INCOMPLETE)

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TAG OF INFO AND TESTIMONY OF POPPY'S CHILD DETAILING THEIR EXPERIENCE (SPAWN)

FULL ABUSIVE HYPOCRITES DOC HUB

GOOGLE DOC OF POPPY AND ZENA'S ABUSE OF THEIR KID

GOOGLE DOC OF POPPY AND ZENA'S ABUSE OF NOEHFLAKE

FULL VOD OF LUXANDER'S COVERAGE OF PZ'S ABUSE

A GUIDE TO SAFELY LEAVING "THE FOUNDATION" (PZ DISCORD SERVER).

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BLOG BY CIARA RAYNE (VICTIM, FORMER FRIEND, MOD) + TWITTER

DOCUMENT BY ILIKEKIMPOSSIBLEALOT

BLOG BY FORMER MOD OF ZENA & POPPY (KRIESE)

VIDEO AND DEVIANTART STATEMENT BY FORMER FOUNDATION MEMBER (NIGHTWYLD)

TAG OF TESTIMONY POSTS BY COURTNEY ORCHARD

CALLOUT THREAD BY DORMIYU (VICTIM, EX MEMBER)

STATEMENT BY BEYONDSAFEWORDS (EX CHANNEL CONTRIBUTOR)

CALLOUT THREAD BY VYRTHANDI (EX MUTUAL OF POPPY)

CALLOUT THREAD BY A FRIEND OF NOEHFLAKE (VICTIM, EX PARTNER)

CALLOUT THREAD BY GAYFESH (FORMER PZ COMMUNITY MEMBER)

COMMENT BY QUOLL (VICTIM, EX LOVE INTEREST)

ZENA & POPPY MASTERPOST BY MILENA (VICTIM, EX PARTNER)

More links will be provided as time goes on.

[tellmegoodbye]

Hello everyone,

Happy LONE STAR DAY!!

I have a few housekeeping things to talk about before I return to our usual Music Monday format, but I know we're all excited for tonight so I will try to keep this brief.

If you would like to check out our playlist for the countdown event you can find that here.

Since we are getting new episodes now, I thought it would be a cool idea for a new way to participate in the tag. If you have a song that you relate to the new episodes, share them with us!

Please continue to refer to this post for any new Music Monday info, or if you just need a refresher on how the tag works.

Here's a quick overview of what Music Monday is for those of you who are new here. You share your songs that you relate to the show, its characters, storylines, fanfics, etc. All songs are added to their respective playlists and your explanations are added to the docs I have created for each playlist.

Reminder: Make sure to either tag me in your posts OR you can use the 911ls music mondays tag so that I can find and reblog your contributions.

Okay, now that we've got that out of the way, onto my songs for the week!

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Leave Out All The Rest - Linkin Park

I dreamed I was missing You were so scared But no one would listen Cause no one else cared After my dreaming I woke with this fear What am I leaving When I'm done here?

Don't be afraid I've taken my beating I've shared what I've made I'm strong on the surface Not all the way through I've never been perfect But neither have you So, if you're asking me, I want you to know

When my time comes Forget the wrong that I've done Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed And don't resent me And when you're feeling empty Keep me in your memory Leave out all the rest

This song is a reflection on the way we live our lives and how we will be remembered when we're gone. When I think about these lyrics in the context of Lone Star, they could really apply to any character, but Gabriel is who specifically comes to my mind for this song.

To me, this is Gabriel's message to Carlos. He's spent a lot of time reflecting on his own mistakes and has struggled to express the love he has for his son, but he hopes that Carlos will remember him as someone who never stopped trying and who always strived to be better. He didn't always get it right, but he looks at Carlos and feels so much love and pride, and he wants Carlos to know that and to see that.

Zzyzx Rd. - Stone Sour

Propped up by lies and promises Saving my place as life forgets Maybe it's time I saw the world

I'm only here for a while But patience is not my style And I'm so tired that I gotta go

What am I supposed to hide now? What am I suppose to do? Did you really think I wouldn't see this through Tell me I should stick around for you Tell me I could have it all I'm still too tired to care and I gotta go

I'm over existing in limbo I'm over the myths and placebos I don't really mind if I just fade away

I'm ready to live with my family I'm ready to die in obscurity 'Cause I'm so tired that I gotta go

This is a song written from the perspective of someone struggling with addiction. The narrator addresses his loved ones with a sort of brutal honesty about his feelings towards life, but it's also a song about love and support at the same time. It's about someone who is there for you even when you're in your worst moments and can't see a way out.

This song reminds me of TK and Owen in s1. Owen is ready to do whatever he has to do in order to help TK, and TK lets him in as much as he can, but these lyrics are also an realistic viewpoint on the state of his mental health in the aftermath of his suicide attempt. He knows Owen loves him and is there for him, but he still needs to find that healing outside of that support.

Impossible - Nothing But Thieves

Love, it stings and then it laughs At every beat of my battered heart A sudden jolt, a tender kiss I know I'm gonna die of this And that's because

I could drown myself in someone like you I could dive so deep I never come out I thought it was impossible But you make it possible

I'll take the smooth with the rough Feels so fucked up to be in love Another day, another night Stuck in my own head but you pull me out You pull me out

I really hit y'all with a couple angsty gems today, so I should probably round this post out with a more upbeat song. This song screams Tarlos to me, and reminds me of the early days of their relationship where everything is new and overwhelming, but it also just feels right at the same time. They've come to that realization that what they have is something special, and that they might have found their soulmate. Before they met, such a notion felt impossible to them.

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[asketho]

Oh snappers! Go get your snacks!

BdoubleO100 told me about this whole blogging thing... he said that the Ethogirls were a bit scary but... it can't be that bad, right?

Asks always open!

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[lixenn]

Popping in because I saw an ask game. I'm curious on what Dark Housekeeping is under your khr section 👀

Ohhh heya there Fae!! Lovely seeing you in the inbox 💜💜✨

Lemme info dump for a bit then hehehe

Okay so the Dark Housekeeping WIP is actually the first AU of my Housekeeping AU and it was the result of me finding @childe-of-saulot's thirstposting about Bel absolutely fucking hilarious. They once made a compilation of all their thirst posts which lead to me saying that the character dynamic between VV and Bel would be super interesting if VV was in KHR. Result: I made my OC Vlasta who is basically a VV self insert if you squint.

Now when I made Vlasta I didn't plan on integrating them in my actual Housekeeping AU because my goal was to write the Vlasta/Bel ship and the timeline would be wrong during Guide time (since Bel is baby in the Guide). Which means that the Dark Housekeeping AU plays in the future when Bel is grown up. In the AU Vlasta is still part of Varia Housekeeping but they turned from gardener to Bel babysitter which causes much strife, because Bel is determined to make as much of a mess as possible and Vlasta always needs to clean it up. It pisses them off especially since Bel is still a pretty lil shit lmaooo. Very much a love/hate relationship with those two but still fascinating to consider.

Fun fact: this WIP was supposed to end in smut at some point but I haven't reached that part yet which isn't suprising since when I started it I never wrote smut before. I still want to finish it (it's supposed to be a one shot) but I need to be in a specific mood to write smut and I haven't had that since September so we will see if I will ever finish it OTL

The reason why I called this doc Dark Housekeeping is because the snippet is rather gory and I haven't even touched the smut yet which would also be... quite dark. Let's just say both Vlasta's and Bel's headspace is super wild and leave it at that lmao

[rollinouttahere-writes]

Idea you know that Crocodile is a trans man theory? Well if hes Lizard's maternal father and her parental father is Doflamingo?

( drunken one night stand)

I mean it would explain why we never hear anything about her mother

So, funny thing about that. I have a whole doc with lore about Lizard and Doll's mothers, I just never shared it because I assumed no one would be interested.

I personally think that Crocodile made the switch shortly after Luffy's birth if that theory is true, so he is Lizard's biological father.

I'll post the information down below. They're just vague notes, nothing super in-depth.

Warnings for descriptions of childbirth, death, and alcoholism

Lizard’s mother - Akila

Starts out as a housekeeper

Very chatty when Crocodile is around; he picks up on how witty and intelligent she is and thinks it’s a waste to just have her working as a maid

He doesn’t involve her in Baroque Works or any other illegal activity, she is purely managing the casino so that Crocodile can handle his other “business ventures”

To this day, the casino has never operated better than when under her care

She was the whole package: charming, charismatic, intelligent, funny the works

Eventually, they started sleeping together in a no-strings-attached agreement

She gets pregnant

Crocodile isn’t necessarily happy about it, but he entertains the idea and keeps his negative feelings to himself; he decides to let this ride out to see how he’ll feel once the baby is here

Fully intends to quietly dispose of them both if he isn’t attached by the time the baby is born

He gets Akila everything she could need and lets her take time off work whenever she needs to without question, but he never goes to the doctor’s appointments or spends any real quality time with her

Akila does have feelings for him, but she can tell that it’s one sided; she stays anyways because she believes it’s in her baby’s best interest

She goes into labor two weeks early, and it is a very hard labor

Crocodile is there for the birth and stays by her side for all 18 hours of it; assuming the crocomom theory is true even he isn’t enough of a monster to let her suffer this alone like he did with Luffy

Plus, since he doesn’t feel anything for her, he figures he might as well play nice before he kills her

The baby is born, but since Akila is in rough shape and desperately needing medical attention, she is shoved into Crocodile’s arms

For the first time, he looks down at his daughter and everything changes; she stares up into his eyes and Crocodile knows that he won’t be able to kill her

While they’re having this bonding moment, Akila suffers a fatal postpartum hemorrhage

The doctors are terrified that they’re about to be murdered for letting the mother of Crocodile’s child die, but to their surprise he is very understanding 

Akila dying of natural causes here makes everything much easier for him after all 

To keep up appearances, he acts like he’s upset about the loss and has an elegant gravesite built in her memory 

Doll’s mother - Kailani

A distiller who specializes in making rum, owns the business herself

A major introvert who focuses on making the booze and leaving her employees to handle customer interactions

Shanks stops at the island to restock their supplies, and naturally that means acquiring an absurd amount of alcohol

The locals point him to Kailani’s distillery, and he places a massive order

The person taking the order decides to go and get Kailani’s approval first, and she comes out to see who the hell would need that much rum

Shanks thinks she is adorable and is smitten, so he lays it on thick with the flirting; Kailani isn’t used to this treatment since she’s a bit of a hermit and is flustered but charmed

One thing leads to another, and they sleep together before he leaves

11 months later, they’re passing by the island again and decide to stop by, both for the booze and because Shanks wouldn’t mind seeing Kailani again

He strolls right into the back of the store without a care in the world only to stop dead in his tracks when he spots Kailani nursing a suspiciously red-haired baby

Doll is two months old and Shanks is obsessed the second he lays eyes on her, he immediately starts talking about her and Kailani joining him on the Red Force

Kailani shoots this down; both because she doesn’t want to leave her home behind and because she doesn’t feel comfortable raising a baby on board a pirate ship

Shanks tries to convince her but she stands her ground; he seems sad but accepting, he asks to spend the night so he can get some quality time with the baby before he leaves again

Kailani agrees because the promise of a full night’s rest is very enticing

As soon as she’s out cold, Shanks packs up some essentials, takes the baby, and leaves in the middle of the night

There is some pushback from his crew who rightfully point out how fucked up this is, but Shanks is the captain so there isn’t much they can do about it

Kailani never fully bounces back from this and develops a severe drinking problem to cope

[popculturebuffet]

Valentine's Superhero Wedding Poll IV: Archie's Revenge!

Hello all you happy people! For those who haven't seen my blog I review stuff and have a proud annual tradition: I love a good wedding, I love superhero comics, so I smushed both together and my lovely patrons get to each pick one to compete against each other with you lovely folks picking the winner. Who will join previous winners Aunt May X Doc Ock, Rogue X Gambit (first year was a tie win) , Wiccan X Hulking and Wally West X Linda Park? It's all up to you. Introducing our challengers

Archie Andrews and Veronica Lodge/Archie Andrews and Betty Cooper (Archie #600-605): This is a weird one and also our first non-superhero comic nominated! Yes @weirdkev27 choose "Archie and his Harem". For Archie's 600th issue in 2009 editorial decided to settle the oldest question: Who would Archie choose... by not really setttling it and giving us an au for each lady: nepo baby Veronica Lodge and tomboy Betty Cooper where they each get to marry archie. It was a giant success and since the stories are each three parters and the wedding ended up sandwitched in the middle i'm covering the whole story if it wins. I also intended to include the Valarie from Josie and the Pussycats version, but 9 issues is a bit steep for one of these, so i'm making that an option for my patrons to pick next year.

The Thing (Ben Grimm) and Alicia Masters (Fantastic Four: The Wedding Special and Fantastic Four #5): Ben Grimm is one of my faviorite characters, so I was happy to see @brotoman-exe once again pick Ben's nuptials to long time love intrest Alicia Masters. After a LOT of stuff over their decades long cortship from an alien abducting Alicia and marrying johnny while wearing her face, to various attempts at other love intrests, writers spent decades not really deciding if Ben should marry Alicia or not. Of all people Dan Slott, whose run on FF haunts me to this day, made the correct decision to have the two get engaged when the four came back from a long hiatus under his pen, and the two get married in short order. Naturally this being marvel's first family there's some pathos, a kicking johnny storm bachelor party with extra bachelor pathos and of course Doctor Doom interrupts it without even meaning to. It's a sweet ceremony that's stuck to this day, to the point Slott, in another of his handful of good decisions, gave them adopted alien children. Fuck yeah.

Antoine D'Collette and Bunnie Rabbot (Sonic the Hedgehog #174): Another non superhero one as the fastest thing alive couldn't settle down but two of his closest friends could. One was a frenchman who started as a cowardly sexually harassing asshole but turned into a brave hero, the other was a southern belle who got turned into a cyborg and became Rogue from the x-men. The two found love with each other a love that endured only interrupted by his clone from another universe pretending to be him and breaking up with her.

So when Sonic maesto Ian Flynn took the archie books over and finished his first year full of housekeeping, his next priority was to make sure that sorta shit couldn't happen again. The two formally tied the knot in a beautiful ceremony just before a tramautic as fuck invasion because when your life starts with your whole world being upended by a tyrant turning everyone into robots, you really just gotta take the good days where you can get em and this is one of the best.

Clark Kent and Lois Lane (Superman the Wedding Album #1) It's the wedding that was decades , various schemes, elseworlds, multiversal resets, and a death to tie into the tv show better in the making. DC's signature couple finally got married, a marriage that would stick, be rebooted out, then rebooted back in. Take notes marvel that begins as any wedding should: with the bride nearly marrying someone else as a ploy to hold him at gun point. That's all I know thus far and frankly that's enough

So choose your couple, vote and i'll announce the winner when the poll closes in a week. Let love be a battlefield and FIGHT.. also VOTE!

[graceisinthelibrary]

Thanks for the tag @fortytworedvines :-)

That I still find something to write about that doesn't feel like I've written it before - my readers may disagree with that assessment ;-)

I still have three fics to finish once I'm done with the Christmas fics and at least two ideas in my drafts.

I really enjoy writing Siegfried Farnon. He's such a complex character who can be sensitive, funny, ridiculous, annyoing, deeply wounded... name it and I can see him.

James Herriot tbh. My mind is just blank when it comes to him and I never know what to do with him.

The ridiculous creature and his housekeeper are a gift that keep on giving...

No (not yet)

No

It depends on my mood. I have a spotify list for writing, but I also enjoy classic music or a dark academia mix from youtube.

Oh dear.... perhaps this one: "Her confession left him speechless. The subject was delicate, especially for him who would give his limb and life to share his bed with her. He didn’t just love her, he knew he desired her like a mad man craved mayhem and disaster. She circulated in his blood like a virus, she inhabited his dreams, and fueled them with fantasies that would put her to shame if she had any idea about them. He guarded these visions of her, because he knew they could end this beautiful friendship they shared forever."

I'm tagging @avengersome if she likes to take part :-)

Questions to copy:

1) Biggest surprise while writing this year?

2) How many WIPs do you have in your docs for next year?

3) Favourite character to write this year?

4) The character that gave you the most trouble?

5) What's one pairing you want to explore next year?

6) Did you receive any gifts this year?

7) Did you do any collaborative works this year?

8) What do you listen to while writing?

9) Favourite line/passage which you wrote this year?